Teachings

In any class there is what is taught and what is learnt, what is presented and what is received. These dynamics are different for each person in the class, filtered through a web of beliefs and understandings.

What I remember being taught in my first degree class, was a simple form of a hands on practice that could be used on others but would primarily be used on myself. What I received was an experience of initiation that was a catalyst for change and an opening to the mystery of who and what I am.

The very nature of experience is that one can never again be the person who didn’t have that experience. Our only choice is what we do with the experience; whether - due to the degree it impacts our senses - it becomes a significant part of our life story, or not.

What I had expected to be using on others turned out to be for myself. I was naively unaware at the time how much I was the one person in my life who was so much in need of healing.

That’s what began almost immediately, not a process of physical healing (which would come later) but of healing the separated aspects of my life. Not only self healing but SELF healing, a process of returning to a wholeness of being, that seemingly had always existed, but that was somehow hidden behind the myriad details of my life.

The hands on self healing practice became my mainstay, a gentle self discipline of stillness and being present. It brought a sense of peace and ease into my life that had been absent for a long time, and continues to do so all these many years later.

Initiation proved to be not a connection to something outside my self, but a door cracked open to the great mystery of life: the essence of who we are, the yearnings of heart that lie within each one of us.